Langsam merke ich wie ein Finger in mich eindringt und ich kann nicht mehr, bin nur noch am stöhnen und verdrehe vor Geilheit die Augen, gleich komme...ich denke ich und mache micht bereit die größte Menge Wichse auszuspritzen die je mit einmal aus mir raus gekommen ist, gleich, jaa gleich ist es soweit, da hört die Person hinter mir auf, ein Schmerz zieht sich durch meinen Unterleib und ich merke wie eine Ladung Samen aus mir raus läuft, aber meine Geilheit immer noch anhält. Harley fragt mich. He pulled out a beer, offered her one. Frowning, she shook her head. I forgot, Jake thought idly, Chelsea doesn’t drink anything as pedestrian as beer. ‘What about us, Chelsea?’ he asked after taking a long pull. ‘There isn’t an ‘us’ anymore, remember? You were pretty clear about that.’ ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Yes, I was.’ ‘And?’ He stared at her, waiting. She averted her eyes from his. ‘I thought about it. I was wrong. I want to try again.’ ‘Try again,’ he repeated. ‘Try what again?’ ‘Us, Jacob.’. "Annette smiled down at him. "Soppy date," she said lovingly. "But thank you, Prince Charming. You look pretty good yourself." He did too: cream shirt, navy tie with small shields on it, dark trousers and a navy blue blazer with gilt Cambridge OCTU buttons.They took the lift down and then Harry offered her his right arm so that everyone could see the engagement ring glistening on her wedding finger.The headwaiter was normally self-assured and totally in control. The handsome man, the stunning. You're so firm and warm and snugly..." Then she stretched, moved her head in his direction and kissed him softly. When he responded, she moved her lips on his and then darted her tongue into his mouth, again setting off a jolt of electricity. She looked thoughtful for a moment, then rolled on top of him, folding her arms together on his chest while her legs were spread wide. With her face above his chest, she just grinned."What's so funny?" he inquired."I was just thinking how lucky I am," she.